Chapter 325 - Ardanians Guild (1/2)
”What guild are you going for?” tis was the real question asked by Anastasia who held a look of hate. Stood on the stairs before reaching the ground floor, Tony abruptly stopped.
”Watch your step,” said Harold who had been running after him.
”Sorry,” he faced the others, ”-what guild should I choose?”
”My friend,” in came Timothy, ”-that is entirely up to you,” bearing a smug face, he took charged and stepped off.
”You seem to have made thy mind,” refuted Mille who skipped down, ”-tell us o' mister the genius,” a quip that had him on edge.
”Is it not obvious, the Mage's guild,” he shrugged.
”Hey,” behind teleported a lady, ”-don't you run off again,” said scarily, Timothy gulped.
”Lady Serene,” he turned with a nervous grin, ”-it w-wasn't my intention.”
”Neither was it mind to run after kids,” placing her hand atop his head, ”-I've yet to taste the blood of a noble-boy,” a lick of the lips had him trembling.
”Please, I'd only taste of meat and fruit,” an unwilling response that had the class holding breaths to not laugh.
”Jokes aside,” a grin portrait itself, ”-have thee decided what guilds to join?”
”Yes,” one by one, they decided with confident gazes, the remark of Eira being the strongest had lit a fire underneath all. One that would further push them into breaking current limits.
Down the road towards the left, four buildings stood as if guardians. They were of better make than what could be seen around. In awe, faces wandered from left to right in appreciation of a different world.
*Traders Guild,* written in bold black next to an ill.u.s.tration of gold pieces carved into the board, the door opened with bells. Stalls of various merchants stood in rows of five throughout the room. A mini-market inside the buildings, ”-this is where one can find the majority of items and order special loot by the counter at the back,” said Serene who showed the workings.
”Wolf fang, spiders' eye, and witches' fingers come one come all,” shouted a merchant with an obnoxious smile.
”Be mindful of crooks,” voiced Serene as they ghosted past the stall, ”-there are many merchants who fake what is sold. It isn't against the law nor rules.”
”Is that not false advertis.e.m.e.nt?” said Kim in a confused tone.
”That's a punishable offense,” added Anastasia through her tensed lips.
”Reminder, where are we?”
”Right,” they said with a nod, *Reception,* came in view with posters about the potential business at Town Eden.
”Lady Serene,” came a joyful voice through the counter behind which hosted a multitude of carton boxes atop shelves. Workers could be seen carrying, loading, and unloading items, ”-what brings you here?” soon after a lady with a towel wrapped around her face stepped into light.
”Guild Leader,” smiled Serene.
”Are these lovelies from Arda, Class 3A?” she asked bent with an elbow on the counter.
”No, Class 2A,” corrected an assistant who carefully glanced her bottom.
”Whatever,” she said with a humph, ”-what brings you lot here?”
”A visit to show these adventurers what to know before going on quests.”
”A visit,” vaulted, ”-Haru Gel is hereby Serene's assistant,” she winked.
”Please,” sighed the secretary, ”-I've no idea how the Guild Master deals with you.” Not paying heed, Haru closely examined the female students, especially their b.r.e.a.s.ts and h.i.p.s.
”Underdeveloped,” she took a step back with hands on her chin, ”-not you though,” narrowed eyed to Christina, she covered her chest. ”I'm also in the business of dealing with panties, would like some?” she asked with a cheerful smile. Spoken loudly, the bystanders turned attention to Haru.
”Drop it,” smiled Serene with a murderous gaze.
”Fine, let's get serious. The trader's guild is self-explanatory, we deal in anything that has the potential to bring money. We buy and sell depending on the item. Not to forget, I'm also in charge of negotiations with Hidros per the king's orders. You might have heard of it from Town Eden.” Nodded in agreement for they were caught up on current events, the students' attitude changed to one focused and composed. Amidst jests and relevant information, Haru explained further.
”That is all you need to know,” she ended, ”-now on towards the smiting guild,” led Haru with a smile.
”LADY HARU,” a scream broke her stride, ”-the shipment of fish has been slowed. The chefs are getting annoyed, we need you on cleanup duty.”
”God damn it,” practically reaching for the door, her ears sulk to which it rose in anger, ”-I'm sorry,” she stomped her way back all the while shouting insults.
”Quite a bundle of energy,” scurried Serene, ”-let's leave as long as she's occupied,” twinkling of bells followed into the chatter filled road.
”Was that not the same lady from before?” asked Timothy.
”Yes, Lady Haru is as sharp as she acts childishly. Behind her pretty face lays a demon, one who at the age of twelve took over a struggling trading company and turned it into what it stands today.” Continued, they move to the Smiting guild.
Not as chaotic as before, ”-here is where broken weapons are mended. Specially ordered arms are also bought and sold. Skokdrag is a busy man, I doubt a meet to be possible,” the guild also held a large queue of angry looking fighters.
Opposed came the Mage's guild with a board on which held a staff. Opened without sound, lesser people than before, two elves in robes at a table with cups in hand. They spoke over a book that showed ancient diagrams. ”Welcome,” said an elf with a smile. Glasses with long hair and the visage of a girl, the nameplate displayed, *Aimon Elqen.* Peering a once over at the ladies, a gasp overshadowed by Serene's sharp voice.
”Afternoon, Aimon, is the guild leader here?”
”Yes,” a nod, ”-do you have business?”
”No, actually not, I came to have a coffee,” uninterested, a sarcastic remark that had the man cowering.
”Lady Serene, I do apologize for how I behaved, my eyes aren't that well-adjusted to recognizing people.”